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The heat in his eyes interrupted the rest of what I wanted to say. I gasped. If I'd known he'd get mad, I wouldn't have gone down that road. Demitri closed the gap between us. A static current shot from my nape to my heels. He reached out and rested his hands on the banister, corralling me within the circle of his arms. The moment his lips touched my ear, I shuddered with such force that I thought the ground would crumble below me.“Demitri, step away from me,” I pleaded.“No.”My mind screamed, yet my heart sang. The intimacy of his body pressed against mine had me wanting to slam my elbow into his gut. But a deeper part of me wanted more. I didn't know what to listen to: my mind or my heart.“Did he touch you?” he whispered.I swallowed, confused by his question. “Who?”“Luka. Did he kiss you?” His growl reminded me of rolling thunder. I hesitated, unsure of how to answer.My control died little by little. The sheer masculinity of him overwhelmed me. I could no longer piece together a reason why I had to stay away from his touch. In answer to his question, I shook my head.“Good.” His voice turned rough.“Why?” I asked.“Because,” he paused, his breath hot on my neck, “you belong to me.”Our lips met, greeting each other with a fierce kiss of welcome, of wanting, of longing. With one hand, I gripped the arm he had around my waist while I lifted the other to his hair, snaking my fingers into the silky strands. His other hand lifted my chin, allowing him to deepen the kiss.When Demitri broke free, I found myself gasping for every breath. My fingers on his arm hurt from holding on so tightly. My heart bounced around in my chest like a pinball. I couldn't quite focus.“Did I make my point?” he asked. << From a chapter in Taste :)